Short story: Femininity.

Her headscarf nowhere to be seen, her breath jagged, eyes shining with tears and darkened with terror, Natasha stood before the boss' office for a fraction of a second, staring at the room she had just burst of. Then, turning on her heels, she ran for the exit of the workplace, every worker's eyes following... Continue Reading →

Part 2: Rebelling reality

She could do anything, including going around in her night suit!! But she fought the urge to do that with the desire to wear her long-hidden and adored striped maxi, knowing today was the only day she could wear it unless she was okay with inviting certain comments by certain People. As fast as she... Continue Reading →

Part 1: Reality

And she was drained of the will to do literally anything. Her eyes opened to yet another "new" day, as it was so called. With pain dwelling in her every bone, she lay there, thinking about absolutely nothing but everything just the same. And she lay there, stretching and turning in her bed, measuring the... Continue Reading →

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